Post by Xavier Cross on Oct 17, 2009 17:13:56 GMT -6
Cari Cross
“She’s weird like that you know…you and Henry were so close, that’s why she wants you to talk to these guys…”
Xavier Cross
“Ugh. A psychic isn’t going to help me with anything. I don’t believe in that mumbo-jumbo…”
Cari Cross
“Because you actually just said ‘Mumbo-Jumbo’ you have to go through with it, just give it a shot, if anything just say what they want to hear and they’ll be out of your way…”
Xavier shrugs his shoulders, walking down the street cell phone to his ear. Standing outside of a small building, the words, ‘PSYCH’ written over the double-pane window. Looking to his left, and then his right, Xavier shakes his head.
Xavier Cross
“Here goes nothing…I’ll call you when I’m done…”
Xavier hangs the phone up, and opens the door. Once the door is open to full extension, a small bell jingles. Inside, looked like a two-man apartment in most parts, with a couch, and television. A thin black man, wearing a button up shirt, with a light red tie sits at a desk typing at a lap top.
Xavier Cross
“I’m here for your three o’clock appointment?”
Black Man
“Yeah…Shawn will be with you in a second, I’m Burton…”
Voice of Shawn
“Gus! Where did you put the Doritos?!”
Xavier Cross
“I figured a psychic could be able to ya know…KNOW where the snack food would be…”
Xavier waves his fingers mockingly like a crystal ball reader, as Gus gives him a look then leans back in his chair.
Gus
“Shawn! We got a client out here…”
Voice of Shawn
“Tell him I’ll be out in a second, I’m indecent…”
Xavier Cross
“He’s wandering around the office…possible nude…. looking for Doritos?…Where the **** did I end up…”
Shawn walks in, he is a white male, a few inches shorter than Xavier with a happy smile on his face as he holds a bag of Doritos.
Shawn
“Hello I’m Shawn Spencer, local psychic extraordinaire!”
Xavier Cross
“…look I’m going to be honest, I really don’t believe in this crap, but my Aunt wanted me to come here…”
Shawn
“You’re Xavier Cross!”
Xavier shrugs his shoulders, as Shawn claps his hands together.
Gus
“The…wrestler?”
Shawn
“Yes the Wrestler, I didn’t mean the actor…engineer, or world class scientist Xavier Cross!”
Xavier Cross
“There is a world class scientist named Xavier Cross…?”
Shawn
“He’s Swedish and very secretive, kind of like a evil genius…”
Gus
“…What are you doing at a psychic only a day before your big title defense?”
Xavier Cross
“You guys watch wrestling?”
Shawn
“Of course! Haven’t missed a Rumble, Wrestlemania or Summerslam ever! We’ve been fans of n.C.w too for the longest time!”
Xavier Cross
“Wow…so does that mean I could get the psychic reading on the house?”
Shawn
“Depends….can you hook us up with tickets?”
Xavier Cross
“Does a bear poop in the woods?”
Gus
“I-I suppose…”
Xavier Cross
“Does a duck fart in the water?”
Shawn
“I guess…if he has too…”
Xavier Cross
“Yeah…just roll with me, we can go backstage, and I’m sure I can get you front row tickets…”
Shawn
“so is Joe Everyman really a tool?”
Xavier Cross
“Well…he isn’t really around too much…”
Shawn
“What about Kelly Fox…is she really as big as a whore as they say?”
Xavier Cross
“Well…kind of…”
Gus
“You know that’s right…”
*****
The three men are sitting in Xavier’s car, Shawn in the passenger seat, and Gus in the back. They pull into the parking lot of the arena, and Xavier gets out first as a security guard walks over.
Xavier Cross
“They’re with me…”
Shawn
“New talent…”
Gus
“World champion material…”
Walking back through the locker room, Xavier stops by his locker room, most champions and high ranking guys in the back had their own. Shawn and Gus follow him inside, and start messing with stuff. Gus picks up the X-Treme Title, holding it up and walking around like he was the champion, while Shawn sits in a chair comfortable. Xavier, who had gone into the bathroom to change to do a brief walkthrough, and make sure everything was timed out has disappeared. Shawn, standing up folds the chair up and goes to love-tap Gus with it before Xavier walks out and Gus turns around, looking at Shawn and then punches him in the shoulder.
Xavier Cross
“Psychic...should have seen that coming…Look you guys can go hang out in the arena, maybe in the ring. After that we’ll head up to the execs office, and I’ll get you some tickets. Then if you don’t mind can we do this psychic crap here?”
Shawn
“Of course…though I think I need to get in tuned with the whole…life style…do you have any…wrestling outfits…”
Xavier looks around and then grins. Throwing two bags at Shawn and Gus, they both go into the bathroom…
5 Minutes Later…
Gus walks out first, he has a singlet, and a luchadore‘s mask. It was made mostly of black and gold coloring, as he looks around puffing his chest out. Shawn is next out, wearing a pair of baggy shorts, purple and black in color with eyes on the back, Xavier’s old outfit.
Gus
“I feel ridiculous….and right…”
Shawn
“This might be the greatest feeling ever!”
Xavier shakes his head, laughing.
Shawn
“I am Syco Shawn…undefeated wrestler, I can sense all my opponents move, and I am master of deception!”
Gus
“I’ll be the Dark Avenger…”
Shawn
“How about Chocolate Taco?..”
Gus
“Shut up!”
*****
“All fun and games aside, I’m a man with something to prove. I’ve stepped back into the ring these last three months trying to prove something to myself. That I’m worth. Well I got something that makes me worthy, at least for the moment. I’ve talked of kings, emperors, kingdoms, and empires…. But now I address the real situation. The fact remains last month, I was the best in the cage. This month I’ll still be the best and walk away, with some barb wire scratches, cuts, maybe a laceration or two. But I know I’ll win…”
“Because Syco Shawn and Chocolate Taco are here to BRAWL!”
“I told you, I’m the Dark Avenger…”
“You heard it here folks, Syco Shawn, and Choco-Taco have my back, how can I lose…?”
"Pssh, you know that's right!"